He was brilliant and good and compassionate and humble. He was the best person I know. He was the best person most people will ever know.
He taught me music. He made little notes and stuck them on the keys of my casio.
He taught me how to identify plants with their leaves.
He told me which bird was which.
We took walks. Long walks. And he would tell me about everything we crossed - plants and birds and bugs and stars.
He knew so much. About everything.
We have trunks full of books. That's where I get my love for books from. He read. So much. I try to read like him.
When it's cold and there's a bonfire... I stand in front of the fire like him... My family knows what that means :)
He has been gone 20 years. And I miss him so much.
